The cold wind from the North blows in the empty streets of the city when I had to go to meet my date. After spending hours in front of the mirror I walk towards the bridge, one of the places I knew when I arrived in this city, unknown to many, but my second home to me. I zip up my sweater; it is colder than what I had expected.
I meet him wandering on the bridge. When I reach his position I greet him and have a glance at him for the first time; he is one of the cutest guys I have ever met. He is blonde, blue eyes, short hair with the right amount of product in it, slim and an emerging beard that makes him look older than what he really is. I shake his hand and we decide to go to have a drink.
When we are sitting in front of each other I realise I have done well meeting him for drinks; he is quite shy and needs some alcohol to open up. Even if we do not speak the same language we do not have problems to communicate; words actually do not matter when those deep blue eyes look at you. As time goes by, we realise we have many things in common; we both hate football and love photography. I translate some sentences using my phone such as “Is there attraction?” His answer is a big yes followed by an unbelievable smile.
After finishing the drink we head home sharing a few words and jokes along the way. Once at home we go slow, enjoying every second of it. I caress his hand while he takes a look at one of my books trying to find a translation to a sentence he does not manage to express. Suddenly, words start not to matter anymore when I ask his permission to kiss him.
When our lips touch each other’s I forget everything and let myself go. We take off our clothes and let desire take over. I move my hand through all his naked body while we keep kissing. I enjoy every single kiss and every caress as it was the first one. I find out the cock-ring he hides within his underwear and I start exploring that area deeper. He holds my head while I do my job; I look at him in the eyes, enjoying the sight off him having such fun.
We cuddle before, during and after it. He confesses he has felt like never before and that he wants to meet again. After cuddling in bed for a while we get dressed and we share a big kiss as a goodbye.
I go back to bed and check that his scent is still everywhere. I bury my head in the pillow and smell his sweet perfume. I fall asleep instantly hoping with all my strength to see him again; see him again before I leave this city that has taught me what freedom is behind.
Cuando nuestros labios se cruzan olvido todo por un largo momento, y me dejo llevar. Nos quitamos la ropa y dejamos que el deseo hable a través de nuestros cuerpos. Recorro con mis manos su cuerpo desnudo mientras seguimos besándonos, disfruto cada beso, cada caricia, como si fuera la primera. Descubro el cockring que esconde bajo la ropa interior y empezamos a conocernos más a fondo. Toma mi cabeza con las manos mientras hago mi trabajo, lo miro a los ojos de nuevo, disfrutando al verlo disfrutar, desde otra perspectiva.
Nos abrazamos antes, durante y después, me confiesa que se ha sentido como nunca y que quiere volver a quedar. Tras estar un rato juntos, abrazados en la cama, nos vestimos y nos despedimos con un beso en la entrada.
Vuelvo a la cama y compruebo cómo su olor sigue por todas partes. Hundo la cabeza en la almohada y aspiro su perfume. Me duermo al instante, esperando con todas mis fuerzas volver a verlo otra vez. Verlo otra vez antes de dejar este pequeño remanso de libertad atrás.